Last time on Confessions of a Queenaholic it was Da Preenshe's transition into Young Adulthood. So this round on the family torch is in his hands. How will his new job fare? Will he climb the ladder and learn all recipes along the way? Oh, and how will the family react on their new palace?
The heir poll had a total of 1 votes (yay, someone actually reads this) and this voter's suggestion for a palace is: "I bright colored psychedelic manor". So a "I bright colored psychedelic manor" it'll be!
Let's see what the Uglintons will think of their new homestead...
"Gawd mewrneeng."
Would you like to see a surprise?
"Aww, wat kaynd awf shurpraishe dew yoe hef fawr moi?"
Just go outside and see for yourself....
"Laik diesh.. end.."
Look to your left.
"Whatshiesh?!"
"Dersh a haush an awr prappurtie?"
Yup, it's all yours!
"Whoo, Ai shewld gaw en loek eenshaid."
It's still a work in progress, as you'll go through the generations and rake in more money it'll get extended...
"Diesh cewrtyard eesh shutsh an eentreshteeng aidiea."
Nothing wrong at giving your guests a taste-test, right?
"Yeshur!"
"Diesh hawlwee.. whai eesh dere a brauwn shpat dere?"
It's a work in progress. It's reserved for the staircase.
"Diesh haushe riellie lewksh farwurd. Woohp woohp!"
This is the lounge. It's just a couch and a stereo for now, but it'll work for parties.
"Yaayshiesh, Ai awlweesh wentid tew hasht pawrteeesh."
Then you should plan one soon enough.
"Ai weel trai.. an diesh eesh da bawtrewm?"
Yup, this is the place for you to... get to business.
"Naish, Ai riellie laik da tayelsh... Aim hungrey thawgh."
Then let's to towards the kitchen. You'll find some more rooms, like here's the dining corner.
Lewksh cawshie. Ai cewld hawsht cendullaight shuppursh heere."
Yes you can. Though you missed the reading corner there.
"Aim nawt a beeg rieder."
Maybe a future heir will be. I've heard Da Preenshe wants to learn all recipes.
... anyways, you're now in the kitchen. Please pay attention to the pancake plate decoration-
"Aww, aym beein cawlled."
Shoot.
"Eyllo?"
"Naw, Aim nawt gaweeng tew shmuggle bewksh eento Chaynah! Ay cent pey da teeketsh."
Nah, and we don't really have time for their either.
"Aim shoo hungrie Aim gawing to iet theesh payper beg!"
No, please, don't. Not good for your stomach. Go outside and look on your left.
"Hmmshiesh, grien sheled. Laik moi hayr.. moi hayr usht tew bie."
Oh right, you were going to the stylist today!
"Yumyumyumyumyuymshiehs."
I'm pretty sure we could try and recapture some of that good old Royaltee glory!
"Shawndsh gewd to moi, yumyumyuymuyumyumshiesh."
"Wie ievun huve a deeshweshur naw!"
And an oven, and a coffeemaker.. No sink though, you'll need the bathroom for that for now.
So... what do you think of the house?
"Eet lewksh aweshum! Kshecktlie moi shtayle!"
It does? Great! Now let's get your ass to the stylist.
"Diesh bawth sheetsh fayne!"
Great to hear.. I hope you meant sit?
"Yush, of cawrshe, what elshe cewld Ai mian?"
Nevermind... say, why don't you go and practise your cooking in the kitchen out there?
"Ey lewk! Eetsh Shebeshtiyun!"
Too bad he already counts to the tally. Alas.
"Buwt hiesh shteel a gewd frehnd!"
That's true though.
"Aw cewld, awr freedshe eesh shayneeng!"
Nothing wrong with a little special effect, right?
Shertenly not.
Uh oh, you didn't fuck up with him already?
"Naw, hie jusht gawt a teksht meshutshe."
"Oh, hiya there, how're you doing?"
"Aimma hawve a meekawfer!"
What's cooking in your kitchen?
"Aimma make shum pencakesh!"
Sounds delicious, I like mine super thin, à la Dutch.
"Yoe cen't iet them tho. Yew're nowt a Shim."
Touché.
"Aah, da meekawver shteeshun. Lesh trai an shee haw Ai lewk een da merrur."
Let's tell us what you think.
"Hmmshiesh, Ai laik dat bewtie. Eet lewksh shuwpur shultrie whun bawpeeng eet een da deeshkaw. Dewdsh weel keel fawr it. Whoop whoop."
Nah, let's not try and have the guys kill eachother for your affection, or else there will be no more left to collect for your LTW.
"Aw, rayght. Bewttur tieshe dem mawr deeshkrietlie."
Like this?
"Aw thankshiesh, Ai lewk riellie yaung agèn! Laik awld tayemsh!"
Nothing beats the old-fashioned Kween look. It's too classic to let age destroy that.
"Hiyah shekshie byewtie, yew'll dievawr da meen laik raw miet. Rawrrr."
About time to move on and perhaps get to some actual action.
"Rayght, datsh a gewd aidiyah."
I'm a genius, ain't I?
"Nawp."
...
"Gabriella, why have you died?..."
"Pawr Shebashteyun..."
He'll figure out himself, let's move on to find some other hotties.
"Oi oi oi, pliesh dawn't buwrn!"
Careful there young one!
"Aimma aduwlt naw, plieshe dawn't cawl moi yung ane."
How about younger one?
"Ai guesh dat'll wurk."
That's settled then, younger one.
Have you noticed the pancakes in the kitchen btw?
Meanwhile, Da Kween is approaching the park in the woods, for she has found her next prey...
Charles Winterly. Yes, the son of Adèle.
"Uhh, hello there?"
"Haishiesh!"
"Someone should really take a bath here."
"Nawt moi, Ai jusht hed a meekawver."
You're the one with a hobo suit, Charles. But let's just pretend to overlook that.
"Sheekeeng hendsh to awfeeshallie miet."
"I need a better view than this."
Are you just browsing the interwebs again? Don't waste your time but do something productive.
"Aww menshiesh, dawn't yoe evur jusht poyntleshly brawshe da websh than?"
... just go and paint okay.
"Sheeshush, 'key 'key."
Much more productive. You could make money of painting you know.
"..."
"Wie shewld gawsheep fawr funshiesh, dawnt wie?"
"Sure?"
"Ai lawved tew gawshippe weeth yewr mommie Adèle teew."
"Oi."
"And diesh yeshed tew bie awr shekret hendsheek! A ye to!"
"A ye to!"
"Thaw shie deednt lewk sho bewkshmawrt laik yew daw.. an datsh kayndah ettracteyve..."
"Ooh lala."
Don't use Lala's name in vain please. She'll just give you an F.
"Lesh sheer shum hugglesh!"
"Lalala..."
"Aim shewr yoe wheld meek a gewd sheengur."
"Y- you think so? Ooh lala, thanks."
Let's just take a look at this cab while she's moving along the conversation...
Hi there Preenshe, off to your first day at work?
"Yesh... Shie'sh et it agayn?"
... Yes she is.
"Teepicawl."
"Ewldeeng hendsh tewgeddur eesh sho fuwn, fuwn fuwn."
"Lalala lalalala lala la la."
"An naww... da keesh... Mwwwwwah!"
"-wah! Ooh lala!"
"Bwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrgghhh!!!!!!"
Why you're barfing all of a sudden? You were the one playing a love song to the blossoming love yesterday.
"This is quite the good show though.."
Yup, just your average day in the park in the wonderful world of The Sims. A fairy witch pactising her spells, a weird couple being sticky-sticky, a barfing guy staring at said couple, and the rest just swiping on their phones.
"Ooh lala, of course I'll be your boyfriend."
"Yaayshiesh! Taym fewr da neksht feeshe een diesh reelashunsheep..."
"Eetsh taihm fuwr da hawrtbriek!"
"Ooh lala, why?"
"Love that drama!"
"Biekush yew kiep yewsheeng Lalawsh neem een fayne! Yew ged an EF! BYE!"
We interrupt this drama to show that Da Preenshe has already arrived at work safe and sound.
And now it's time to introduce us to Da Kween's next vicitm: the scourge of many Sims 3 Simmers who were plagued by internet issued back in the day...
I am talking about Liam O'Dourke. Grrrr, Liam...
"Waaaaaaah Kweenie! Why did you break my heart?!?!"
"Pathetic. Showing emotions about your incompetencies. Love is Simkind's biggest weakness..."
Soon you'll be just a similar heap of crying, babbling pile of lovesickness and broken heartedness, O'Dourke. Soon.......
Behold, look at how Lady Uglington, our favourite Kween, approaches her next victim like a slashing spider...
"Aw, heylo Berend."
"Oh..."
He doesn't look too amused despite being love-broken.
"Screw this, I'm out and away from her."
"Ello, Aim Da Kween!"
"Such an interesting view..."
"Aim Lady Uglington, Da Kween awf Hidden Shpreengsh!"
"Liam O'Dourke, resident love hater and rationalizer of Hidden Springs."
"Yoe ushed tew dayte Enna Mennon rayght?"
"Indeed, we even had a child together."
"Shoo lawvelie!"
"Eureka! That reminder of my lovelife has granted me the capability to have love again! This is a triumph!"
"Yaaayshiesh, gewd fawr yoe!"
I wonder how he'll feel about love after you'll crush his heart again? Not that he doesn't deserve it after tormenting so many Sims 3 Simmers...
"A ye to!"
"... whut?"
"Aww, dat wash moi an Annahsh shekrewt hendsheeke!"
"Oh, sorry. I failed."
"Naw, Ai shewld be da wan beeying shawrrie, Ai shewld hu judshed bettuwr."
"It's kay."
"Lesh shecka braw then?"
"Shaka brah!"
"Ai laik da shownd our apprawtsheeng lawve might gow and prawdyewshe..."
"Aawwwwwh..."
"Ai bielieve da shawnd awf moi shuwltrie voyshe and moi shekshie lewksh aar meekeeng yew pentsh whet laik a puwddleh?"
"Mmmmhh, I love to hear such talking..."
... You, Liam O'Dourke, are a very naughty man.
"Hmmshiesh, lesh shee haw mutsh mawr yoe laik whan Ai goe an wheeshpur een yew ier..."
"Rrrawwrrrr..."
I wonder if they notice that they're being watched by another ma'am?
"Yew et meh, wie meek shutsh a tshyarmeeng cawpel..."
"Yeah.. we kinda do.."
"Ahuhuhuh... diesh iesh shoo lawvelie.."
"Mwwwwwwwwwwah!"
"Mwah!"
Hmm, how about you should try breaking his back?
"Laik diesh?!"
"Oomph!"
Good enough.
"I-- can-- handle-- this....."
"Yewr shutsh a shtrowng hendshum men. Wie shewld biecawm awn awffeeshul cawppel."
"We certainly should!"
Look! Da Kween is in bliss!
"Woohooshiesh!"
"Want to go with me?"
"Nawt! Diesh ish wheur wie wheel ewnd iet!"
"Wait what?"
"Ai em briekeeng yew hawrt!"
Yeah, show that asshole! Make him pay for pestering al these poor, innocent Sims 3 Simmers!"
"Hiesh nowt ieven wurth toe mewn at."
"Not even worth to moon-- You have destroyed my capability to love again! You shall pay for this dearly, lady."
"Ladiedadieda, cawleeng a frewnd tew huv deenur weeth."
Ooh, I wonder who it'll be?
It appears that you're popular Kweenie, even the music notes of your cellphone follow your cabbie.
"Ai knew. Aim shoo hawttie."
You sure are...
"Hey there Kweenie!"
"Haiya Dyennefiewf!"
"How nice to invite me over for dinner?"
"Yash, moi shon eesh weurkeeng dere naw. Aweshum raight?"
"Ai dew huve tew anshwur diesh cawl thow.."
"This is a prank call! This is your price to pay for what you just did!"
"Aw. Riel tuff dewd."
He looks so pathetic in that Sims 3 site screenshot anyway..
"Been up to some drama, I hear?"
"Nah, dieshe dewdsh awre beeying dremeteek, nawt moi. Aim shtraayt tew da poynd."
"I see."
"Shoo, whut shewpur shawr-erie huv yew bean uwp to?"
"Oh, not much, I'm retired, and I'm just raising my daughter and being with my husband."
"Shawndsh shewpur."
"A ye to!"
"Ai riellie weesh Ai cewld hawve raished moi tshayld weeth hiesh fawder. Tew bawd hie peecked shumewan elshe tew geef hiesh flawursh tew.."
"Then why do you keep travelling the world of relationships all over? Why not stick with one?.."
".....Moi Layftaym weesh Ai guesh?"
"Never mind. How do you like my new dress by the way? I found it today at the stylist shop, someone left it there earlier today.."
... That someone is Da Kween you're currently having a conversation with.
"Whell... eet lewksh kainda femeeliyar. Whet dew yoe theenk awf moi new fawrmel closhesh bai da wee?"
"These sun glasses make you like high class. Like us snobsisters should do."
"Shnawbsheeshtursh fawr da ween!"
After dinner...
"This dinner together was a great idea. I'm amused, thank you."
"Yewr welcame."
"Hugglesh! Aiwwl shee yew leetur!"
While Da Kween is grabbing the cab, looking for a club to make a late night catch...
Da Preenshe has finished his first shift, even staying late for washing the dishes from some hungry customers and gaining popularity with his coworkers.
"Yaaayshiesh Ai gawt promowteed alreddie!"
Great!
Meanwhile at Varg's Tavern, the local Werewolf bar...
Someone is chatting it up with the magic mirror.
"Magic mirror on the wall, who's the fairest of them all?"
"Now you are. And stop asking me again, getting a headache.."
"Geez, sorry.."
"Yoe reemaynd moi awf Hewctar Delfeen."
"Whoa?!"
"Hiya dere hawttie, Aim Da Kween."
".. I'm Jake. Jake Preston."
While Da Kween's chatting it up with Jake, Da Preenshe's paying his very first bills
"Ai gawt beelsh. Ai gawtta pey."
"Sho Ai gew wurk, wurk, wurk, evrie dey."
You know your songs well, younger one!
Ai've prekteeshed een da shawur.
"Aww sheepsh, Ai thawt da club clowshed at thrie?"
- me too. At 1 it is I guess? Let's go home and chat him up
"Nyumyumyumyum, Gewpie Carbewnarah."
Best way to improve yourself is to try and dare to do new stuff. As long as you don't suddenly try and get everything in plaids you're good..
"Hmmshiesh, haw doe yoe mien?"
Nah, wrong Sims era.
"..."
"Ai laik haw wie heve a deeshwasher. Cliening up awfter mehshelf weel bie eeshy."
Thank me for my forward thinking.
"Thenk yew fowr yewr fawrward theenking."
... You're welcome.
"Naw aidea whure Mummy Kween ish thouw. Aimma shend hur a teksht tew gow howme."
Good idea. Though she's on her way already.
"Meh, Aim showeeng shum caayre."
"Gewd naight then."
Good night Preenshe!
"ZZzZZzzzzZzzzzZZzzzZzzz.zZZZzzz.z....zZzzzZzz...."
I should try and find Da Kween's whereabouts, who knows she's stirring up things someplace else unsupervised...
"Aim hier, een da bawthtube!"
Oh. You snuck in unnoticed.
"Ai shewld huve traid beecawmeeng a shpai!"
... Nah, that'd have you too much time building skills to focus on your love life. Alas.
"Aww, elesh. Aimma gew tew shliep naw, meebie Aill driem abauwt moi beeyeeng a shpay!"
It never hurts to have dreams! I mean, look at your son; he's dreaming about being an artist! Good night!
"Gewd naight!"
Look what a good Kweenie! She immediately dreams about raking in them promotions already! Though Da Preenshe is dreaming about cooking. Maybe he wants to be a creative all-round all-star?
Soo, Da Kween's working on her path to her LTW with big steps! She's currently at 8, 2 more to go... (Hector, random coworker, Bert, Sebastian, Berend, Gary, Charles and Liam) we're getting very close to beat it! Will she be able to achieve her dream next episode? Will Da Preenshe get another promotion next episode? We'll find out next time on Confessions of a Queenaholic! BYE!
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